I woke up early in the morning and saw the snowflakes slowly drifting outside the window, there was little snow this winter, and the heavy snow season had passed for several days, so this time it was a serious snow. Looking at the snowflakes outside the window, today, heaven and earth are crying together.

At night, Hua Xue looked around, although she had never been here, but she knew that this was Nanjing. Because only Nanjing will be extra crowded tonight, because there are 300,000 souls looking for their hometown.

Standing on the side of the road, watching the souls of the dead float in front of him, Hua Xu's heart was very sad. Decades have passed, but they have not been able to reincarnate, repeating the past year after year, and their souls slowly fade until they become ignorant and unconscious wandering spirits. Slowly disappearing from the Three Realms. They are all poor people, they are all victims of war, they have suffered so much inhuman torture in their lifetime, why are they not at peace after death? Why have they not been able to reincarnate for so many years, so many dead souls should have been introduced into the underworld by the ghosts to reincarnate early, such a large number, it cannot be the dereliction of duty of the ghosts, is it that the obsession is too deep?

Hua Xue tried to blend in with their team, and I couldn't stop them from moving forward, I could only follow them. "Why don't you leave, linger in this world, but what unfulfilled wishes?" "Go home, go home. "But it's been a long time, the city has changed a lot, and your home is no longer where it was. "But we just want to go home. It turns out that this is the crux of the problem, going home is their wish, but the wish cannot be fulfilled for a long time, so it becomes an obsession, so it is repeated year after year, repeating to find the way home.

The former souls, they know where their home is, Hua Xue can send them home, but time has passed too long, the city has suffered many years of war, and how many years of construction, it has already been a matter of fact, where should she take them, how can she help them?

"The sad husband has a long night of bitter heat, annoyed by the three coats of fire out of the throat, often thinking about hunger and thirst, one sprinkles of nectar water, such as hot and cool, two sprinkles of Dharma realm water, the soul gives birth to Daluo, and three sprinkles of compassion water, moistening everything. Hua Xue silently recited the nectar mantra, but it had no effect. "Nam no Amitabha Night, Dortagada Night, Dori Night, Amili Dubharvi, Amirid, Sidhamvavi, Amitabhi, Vigarandhi, Amitabhi, Vigaranda, Amitabha, Vigaranda, Gamita, Gagana, Tharthakari, Samphaha. "I've recited the mantra twenty-one times, but it still doesn't work. Hua Xue recited all the Buddhist scriptures, Taoist scriptures and mantras I knew, but there was no effect, Hua Xue could not survive any of the dead souls, she deeply felt how weak and helpless she was as a mortal.

Hua Xue knelt on the ground and bowed to the heavens, hoping that the heavens would be kind enough to bring them to peace. Then all the souls stopped, and she looked up and saw a candle in the distance, and the souls began to walk towards it. It was their descendants who lit the candle and illuminated their way home, and they could finally go home. When they go home, they should see that the world is now free of war, they have lived a peaceful life, their wish has been fulfilled, and they should be able to be reincarnated, even if they can't be reincarnated, someone will light a candle for them every year to light the way home.